I was lucky enough to grow up in a household where we would eat a homemade meal together every night. Naturally, after years of being exposed to my mother's and father's culinary expertise, I have sneakily gleaned a significant amount of know-how and a self-assured attitude towards cooking.
For me, it's not just about the pleasure of eating good food. Undoubtedly I'm devoted to the pursuit, but the sourcing of ingredients, the preparation, are all part and parcel of the enjoyment.
I don't slavishly follow recipes, just give me a bunch of random ingredients and I will make something edible... improvisation, spontaneity, experimentation...it's imagination as much as it is understanding flavour combinations.
This collection is more for my own memory. A cut-and-stick of various concoctions and experiments attempting to satisfy cravings, feed nostaligia and cure home sickness.
"Some people eat to live, others live to eat"
